Chapter 134 Sweeping Through the Southwest

Although Ye Fan's injuries were severe, they healed quickly under the nourishment of the Yin-Yang Nirvana Method.

But Su Ningxue quickly realized something: if Ye Fan were to leave seclusion now, she wouldn't be able to explain it to outsiders.

She couldn't possibly tell them that she and Ye Fan used such a method to heal their injuries, could she?

"It seems I can openly stay for a while longer."

After Ye Fan's injuries healed, he completely let loose, working tirelessly day and night under the guise of diligent Cultivation. The feeling of pain and pleasure kept him from stopping.

Under Ye Fan's persistent coaxing, Su Ningxue finally gave in.

Her snow-white neck moved, revealing an expression of lingering desire, and the movement of her fragrant tongue sweeping across the corner of her mouth made Ye Fan's passion burn even brighter.

Just as he was about to do something more, a System prompt suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Host's Dao Companion Murong Wan's cultivation has broken through to the Third Level of Foundation Establishment Realm. Host receives ten times the cultivation in return."

"Host's Dao Companion Murong Wan's cultivation has broken through to the Fourth Level of Foundation Establishment Realm. Host receives ten times the cultivation in return."

"Congratulations, Host's cultivation has increased to the Seventh Level of Foundation Establishment Realm."

"Congratulations, Host's cultivation has increased to the Eighth Level of Foundation Establishment Realm."

"Congratulations, Host's cultivation has increased to the Ninth Level of Foundation Establishment Realm."

"Congratulations, Host's cultivation has increased to the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment Realm."

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"Wan'er's cultivation broke through two levels consecutively?"

The series of System prompts caught Ye Fan off guard. After reacting, he quickly used the Heaven Concealing Art, but he was still a step too late and revealed his Seventh Level of Foundation Establishment Realm aura.

Su Ningxue, who was busy, suddenly paused. She looked up, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion.

"You broke through again?"

Ye Fan nodded, looking somewhat helpless, which made Su Ningxue a little speechless.

"How long has it been since your Epiphany? You broke through again so quickly. Are you even human?"

"As the saying goes, the Heavenly Dao rewards diligence. You see how hard I Cultivate, so my Breakthrough speed is naturally faster than ordinary people."

"You... shameless."

Su Ningxue cursed with a red face. She wanted to say more, but Ye Fan began to toy with her hair.

"Don't let these small matters disturb us. Let's continue to Cultivate."

"You...Ugh..."

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It turned out that ever since Murong Jie caused a ruckus at the Joyous Union Sect, Murong Wan had been holding a grudge in her heart. She Cultivated even more diligently and painstakingly, and after accumulating enough, she consecutively broke through two minor Realms.

Fortunately, Ye Fan reacted quickly; otherwise, if the news of his Breakthrough to the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment Realm spread, countless people would be shocked.

But while Ye Fan was in seclusion recuperating, the Southwest Continent, which had just returned to peace, experienced unexpected turmoil again.

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With the Four Demonic Sects retreating, the Southwest Continent seemed to have returned to its former tranquility. The Nine Great Sects began to discuss excavating the Heavenly Demon Palace once more.

But on this day, on the coastline of the Extreme North, more than a dozen figures, stepping on various Magic Treasures, broke through the air. Their speed was so fast that it could even rival Core Formation Realm Cultivators.

Everyone looked at the Southwest Continent before them, their lips curling slightly, their eyes filled with disdain.

"They all say that outside the Central Continent is barren land, and now it seems to be true," said a burly man carrying a large saber.

"The spiritual Qi here is so thin; no wonder there are few outstanding talents," a sword-wielding youth said indifferently.

"I wanted to find some fun before the trial began, but now it seems impossible."

"That's not necessarily true. I heard there are Nine Great Sects and some Prodigies in the Southwest Continent. Maybe we can still find some fun."

"Heh, a few third-rate Sects with only Golden Core Realm Cultivators guarding them, yet they dare to call themselves the Nine Great Sects. As for the so-called Prodigies, they are simply laughable."

These people came from the Central Continent, and the forces behind them were more formidable than the last. They didn't even put the Nine Great Sects in their eyes. After some discussion, they decided to 'crash the party'.

They took out a map they had prepared beforehand and quickly locked their target onto the nearest, the Glazed Sect.

Half a day later, in the Glazed Sect's Martial Arts Practice Field, several figures flew backward almost simultaneously, crashing through several walls one after another, their fates unknown. This caused an uproar both inside and outside the city, and the senior officials' faces turned ashen.

"Heh, are these the so-called Prodigies and Dao Sons? They're not even as good as my Sect's Inner Sect Disciples. It seems the so-called Nine Great Sects are truly just for show."

The saber-wielding man sneered. He hadn't even unsheathed his treasured saber, which he had Cultivated for many years, yet he easily swept through many Prodigy Disciples of the Glazed Sect. This disparity made him even more disdainful of the Nine Great Sects.

The Glazed Sect Leader and many senior officials' faces turned green with anger upon hearing these words, but they were helpless.

These fellows acted under the guise of sparring, and with the terrifying forces of the Central Continent behind them, the Glazed Sect simply couldn't afford to offend them. They could only swallow their bitterness.

Although everyone had long heard of the Central Continent's might, witnessing it firsthand was a different feeling altogether.

Including the saber-wielding strong man, these dozen or so individuals were all in their twenties, yet their cultivation was at the Eighth or Ninth Level of Foundation Establishment Realm. Such Aptitude was almost unmatched among the Prodigies and Dao Sons of the Nine Great Sects.

The saber-wielding strong man's strength was only average among them, yet he defeated multiple Prodigies of the Glazed Sect while chatting and laughing.

Everyone even had a feeling that these people might possess combat power comparable to Core Formation Realm Cultivators.

As soon as this thought emerged, everyone felt their scalps tingle, secretly cursing the Cultivators of the Central Continent as monsters. In comparison, the Southwest Continent was indeed too far behind.

After showing off their might, the group left contentedly. The Glazed Sect not only dared not get angry but also had to send them off with smiles, suppressing their humiliation to the point of almost suffering Qi Deviation.

In the following few days, this group could be said to have swept across the Southwest Continent. Not only the Nine Great Sects suffered, but almost all major Cultivation Families and Schools were not spared.

The Glazed Sect, Myriad Beast Sect, and Medicine King Valley successively suffered defeats. The so-called Prodigy Disciples were no match for these people.

Whether it was one-on-one combat or group attacks, no Disciple of the same generation could even force them to use their true abilities.

"Heh, the so-called 'Qingtian One Sword' only amounts to this much. You, this Sect's Dao Son, are truly quite useless, aren't you?" Lü Xuan said with a sneer.

In the Qingtian Sword Sect's Martial Arts Practice Field, Yi Shuihan's body lay limp on the ground, his Magic Treasure sword already shattered. He couldn't help but vomit large mouthfuls of blood.

Suffering such a great humiliation, Yi Shuihan's eyes turned red. He tried to get up and fight desperately, but he couldn't even stand.

"Looking at this, you're still not convinced? In my opinion, it's not just your Qingtian Sword Sect; the so-called Prodigies of the Southwest Continent are all trash, and I think the so-called Nine Great Sects should just disband as soon as possible."

Lü Xuan's unrestrained laughter spread, making Lu Changkong and others grind their teeth in hatred, yet they were helpless.

The identities of these people were too special. If a Disciple of the same generation had defeated them, that would be one thing.

But if they were to intervene, it would be bullying the young. Not to mention the attitude of those forces behind them in the Central Continent, it would only prove that there was truly no one left in the Southwest Continent, and these old guys would have to shamelessly interfere.

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